Beit Marrash Aleppo

Sabaa Bahrat Fountain, Alshebanieh Alie Aleppo, Syria

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"When I'm in Syria i am safe!"

A travel blog entry by maartenmarieann

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... Wij die vooraf dachten dat het om niet veel meer dan the Treasury van Indiana Jones ging, vielen van de ene verbazing in de andere! Prachtig allemachtig!!! Die Nabateanen toch, rare jongens, hoor! Als slot (kers op de taart) wilden we de "alternatieve route" richting uitgang nemen. Bij het begin van deze wandeling belandden we per ongeluk in een groep Noorderburen met een gemiddelde leeftijd van 60 jaar! Samen gingen we de alternatieve weg afleggen. ...

Final Days

A travel blog entry by kdwali

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... and a wander back to the hostel to eat.

I had planned to visit Lattakia on the west coast as my next stop. But being unclear on the direction of events in Syria, and with some concern that Damascus my cease to be an option (mistakenly), I decided to make a beeline to Damascus and visit Lattakia later.

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Miss Britta und die syrische Gastfreundschaft

A travel blog entry by brittaundmille

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... gelter Gastfreundschaft schlichen wir uns am nächsten Morgen klammheimlich aus dem Hotel, um – ausgerüstet mit Herrn Walids Stadtplan und unerschöpflichen Vorschlägen – die Altstadt zu erkunden. Wir schafften es, genau 20 Minuten bis zur hiesigen Landesbank, bis uns ein vertrautes „Miss Britta“ in den Ohren klang. Aleppo hat 2 Millionen Einwohner, nur so nebenbei. Und da stand er, unser Herr Walid. Freudestrahlend ...

Sour

A travel blog entry by jmckerricher

... be. I ended up getting a bit sick in Aleppo. nothing serious, I managed to keep all orifices functioning normally. But I was just feeling a bit off, zapped of energy, and a queasy stomach. So I found myself just kind of bumming around the town, wandering the souq, touring the citadel that dominates the city, reading and chatting with fellow travelers in the hostel. Not exactly how I pictured my time there, but what are you going to do?

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The journey, not the arrival, matters

A travel blog entry by sorbus

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... and men) vanished and the women were all wearing the full hijab again and the men the flowing white robes. We stayed overnight on the banks of the Euphrates, right beside the suspension bridge crossing the river, a favourite evening stroll spot for the locals in
Deir ez Zur or Dayraz az Zawl. Choose your own spelling. The Euphrates runs from Turkish mountains almost parallel to the Tigris to the head of the Persian Gulf. There we met students eager ...